One I know much too well.
Traveling it brings only disappointment.
The other new, untried.
Difficulty gives way to joy.
A choice encountered 100 times.
And each time fresh and daunting.
Lump in my throat, heart in my stomach.
The sharp edge of change.
One well-worn and clearly marked.
I face the wild one.
Thanks to Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken for inspiration.